I don't know what he would do if he ever got out. He's never attacked anyone, but I sure wouldn't want to try to find out. If my husband or sons pretend to be rough with me, he jumps on them, puts his mouth around their wrists and pulls them away from me.
I said all of that to say this. You would think that Harley is a very brave, tough, ferocious dog with no fears. And you would be very wrong. At the first sign of a cloud in the sky, he turns into a mass of quivering fur. He cries, gets glassy eyed and his whole body begins to tremble. It looks like he's having a seizure. It is so heartbreaking to watch because you can't comfort or console him. He doesn't even hear me talking to him. He will not allow me to hold him or calm his fears. You see, he's terrified of storms.
So many times, as I have watched this scene play out, I have wondered if that's how we look to God. We act so tough, independent and in control...just like Harley. But the minute storms come, many people crumble. We panic, question God, get mad and become paralyzed with fear. I wonder if He tries to hold us, comfort us and help us to feel safe and we just tune him out; like Harley when I try to comfort him.
When Harley gets in one of these terrors, I long to be there for him and to take care of him, but he won't let me. It doesn't make sense, but I think we're like that with God too. He longs to be our strength and our comfort and our peace. Somehow, we don't see Him, hear Him or feel His soothing touch.
If you think about it, that just seems so silly; not to allow the Creator to be there for us, when that's all He wants to do. The next time that you begin to feel fear or doubt or worry, try looking to the Master for comfort and solace. Allow Him to take you in His arms and hold you until you stop shaking. That's what I'm going to do!